Niall Blurbs

Big and Insecure

You adjust your boobs in the bra on the cute lingerie piece, yet again, to keep your nipples from showing. [] You glare at yourself in the mirror, "Stupid, big, bouncy, globs of fat." You growl softly.

You could not take a step without them bouncing and it bothered you greatly and you wished you had smaller boobs. You knew Niall liked boobs, but what if they weretoo big? Is that even possible? You sigh and run your hands through your hair. "Stupid boobs."

Niall heard you growling and whispering to yourself. He opens the door, "I like 'em." He says simply.

You jump, causing one of your boobs to spill out of it's cup a bit. "Baby!" You try to adjust your boob back in but Niall's hands covers them and his crystal blue eyes are on yours.

"I like yer tits." He whispers and pulls your bra down-ignoring the fact that this was your surprise for him. Niall's focus was making you feel better about yourself and your glorious breasts. "Wanna know somefin?" His brow raised as he looked at you through the mirror.

"What?" You say, a flush had worked it's way up your neck and reached your cheeks.

"Tits are like a pint, nobody likes dem flat." He nods as he speaks. "And I like dem big. And really, all tits. But yers especially. Because it's always a good titty fuck wid ya."

You blush and turn to hug him. He picks you up and kiss your neck and brings you to bed, he was going to make you feel great about your tits by the end of this.